| Lo Fun Fact #1 |
| "Lolita Files" is my real name. It is not a pen name, as incredible as that may seem. There are plenty of Files family members and people who have known me for years capable of validating this. As for the "Lolita" part, my mother named me after the movie based on Nabokov's book, although she saw or read neither. For as long as she lived, she had no idea there was anything sexual or seedy about being called "Lolita". |
| Lo Fun Fact #2 |
| I love fried chicken and fabulous shoes. If you ever want to get on my good side, send Popeye's or Mr. Chicken (my favorite spot in Cleveland) and a pair of
Christian Louboutins. |
| Lo Fun Fact #3 |
| Never show up unannounced or without a Pepsi (preferably Pepsi Jazz Caramel Cream). Better yet, how about not show up at all? |
| Lo Fun Fact #4 |
| I hate the telephone. Don't get mad if I don't call you. I don't call anyone. Don't call me asking why I don't call. Just don't call, okay? |
| Lo Fun Fact #5 |
| I love the internet!!! I love communicating through the internet!!! You can e-mail me and odds are I'll e-mail you right back (if I'm not in the middle of a major project). Makes up for my hangup about the phone, doesn't it? See, I'm not so bad after all!!! |
| Lo Fun Fact #6 |
| I can't stand IMing. Please don't IM me. You will get the cold shoulder. I don't like giving people the cold shoulder, so please don't put me in that position. |
| Lo Fun Fact #7 |
I have four five six wonderful, slap-happy dogs, a bird (some kind of dove/pigeon mix), and a cat, all of whom I love to pieces. If you meet me and ask me about my dogs, bird, and cat, we'll be instant friends. If you meet me and ask me why the f*ck I have four five six dogs, a bird, and a cat, see the above fun fact for how I will respond. |
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| Four Guys And A Girl Walk Into A Bar... |
| Tuesday, February 21, 2006 |
Yeah, yeah...I know you probably think this is one of those "a duck, a chicken, a turtle, and a squirrel walk into a bar" jokes. Well, it's not. And, actually, we all didn't walk into the bar together. It was more like, "A guy and a girl walked into a bar, and met up with three other guys."
Yeah. That's more like it.
Bar 89 down in Soho. New York City. The Big-Ass Apple.
 The place was cool as hell...
 ...with unisex, see-through bathroom doors that make you think the whole world's gonna be able to see you pee (or, heaven forbid, do something else)...
 ...but the second you click the lock, the doors become opaque. Funky, huh? What will these New Yorkers think of next!!
When?
Last night.
The four guys?
Powerhouses in their chosen professions. Paul Butler, Steve Hutensky, Marvin Scott, and Larry Lowe---movers and shakers who've been making things happen in a big way for people and businesses all of you are quite familiar with.
The girl?
Uh, Moi, of course. Duh.
And I swear, I almost drunk-blogged y'all last night, because I was two caipirinhas to the wind (my favorite drink)...
 ...and I'd already had one earlier in the day when I had lunch with my editor, Jennifer Pooley, and dear friend/longtime publicist, Yvette Hayward, at this fabulous Caribbean restaurant in Chelsea called Negril Village (and remember, y'all, I'm not a drinker...seriously).
Anyway, hanging with these fellas was a total pleasure. They were fun, funny, sharp as an eagle's beak, and handsome as all get-out. And I was the only girl (as.it.should.be), so I had all that testosterone to myself!!! How cool is THAT?
We were introduced by a mutual friend, my "little brother," Bryonn Bain---a dynamo in his own right who practically defies description. He's one of the most talented people I know, period. Well, he definitely knew what he was doing, putting all of us together. A good time was had by all of us, and two of them even shared a cab with me and got me safely back to my hotel. So nice. I couldn't have asked for more. Well, I coulda, but I've got manners and I'm not a tart (...not all the time...even though I was two caipirinhas to the wind).
I know the fellas were nervous about what I might say when I blogged about all this today, but it was all good. They were perfect gentlemen who had ALL THE MONEY, and wouldn't let me do anything but be the pampered, doted upon, center of attention.
As it should be. (LOL.)
Mmmmmmmmwah, guys!!! You were collectively and individually THE BOMBS!!!!
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you LUCKY girl! Ahh, I love New York. Gaze at the Chrysler Building for me!
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J, the Chrysler Building and NYC were ALL THAT. I did more than enough gazing for both of us!!
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dagg gon' lo....i've been livin' in the nyc area for the past 6 1/2 years and you've opened me up to "something new"...gonna check out the bar scene and get my drank on!
we have to do bungalow 8 one night!
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you LUCKY girl! Ahh, I love New York. Gaze at the Chrysler Building for me!